love, then as gentle,

reeking of sex, whiskey,and cheap perfume…just a kid, really;somebody’s daughter…lost in a maze of crack,and violent retribution…bruises on her face,her arms, and her heart…no way to go back,nothing to go back to…around the world, orjust a little head…either way,she gotta pay the man,gotta feed her need…and somewhere there’san empty room, in an emptyhouse, on a…

does not sell stocks.does not wear suits and ties,does not barter, is not profitable,cannot be bought or sold.but poetry opens forbidden doors,builds bridges in the darkness…embraces the soul left alone.pours balm on open wounds,brings a mirror and the cost.poetry asks questions that the soul whispers,knows well the language of trees and rivers.dances naked in the…

the shadow of the stranger,feels like clothes i have worn.the cup on the tableis waiting to be filled.on the plate a slice of burnt bread,and the clock’s stuck at six.sounds i didnt hear beforeresonate in the stillness.the taste clings to my lips,the old worn curtain blows.and i cant for the life of meremember what i…

sweaty, cumstained,bloody, grimy, bruised…human bodieshugging each other,digging together,as one, as many…diverse, unique, tiedto the one…with their godsholding lanterns,and carrying water!

in a God that you’re afraid of?that judges harshly, prefersone group of people over another?that you have to pretend for?that you have to deny your humanity for?that you have to hide from?tell me why!my God smells like rain,thunders, with flashes of lightning.whispers like the windblowing through the leaves.runs like the river over the cliff.caws with…

while buddhas whisperbehind hidden doors,and leaves fall from trees condemned!souls traded, manipulated,for a loaf of bread.childrens’ bodies, wrapped in money,never make a sound.bought votes, sacrificial goats,toe the party line.buildings blaze, justice burns,the bells of liberty chime.the human hand rises from the rubble,grasping at poisoned air.the tears of those long since dead,fall like nuclear rain!love me,…